[Minato remains silent as he stares at Saiduq out of the corner of his eye, leaning against a steady-looking wall for support.
Pain is hardly the word he would have used, even if he recognizes to some extent that maybe that was what he was supposed to have felt being shuffled from one foster to another, always being left alone while others moved on.]
...Pained, huh. [He shakes his head gently.] I'm fine...it's been a long time since that happened and I've moved on. [How can he not, when that's more or less the only thing he remembers about his parents?]
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Pain is hardly the word he would have used, even if he recognizes to some extent that maybe that was what he was supposed to have felt being shuffled from one foster to another, always being left alone while others moved on.]
...Pained, huh. [He shakes his head gently.] I'm fine...it's been a long time since that happened and I've moved on. [How can he not, when that's more or less the only thing he remembers about his parents?]